bleurgh

Am not going to post too much this week as the Mule and I are moving at the moment and I tend to come home from the gym and get confronted by stuff. Boxing and packing stuff and bills and change of address stuff. Although the Mule has done a large amount of it himself, it is still not what you want to come home to at the end of a tiring day. However, people have been very helpful, particularly family members, and we have had many boxes donated and offers of help with the actual move so thank you to everyone, including The Emsworth Two who very kindly offered us boxes and then who we had a breakdown in communications with when we didn't need them any more. I hope your Wednesday evening was not ruined.

So expect minimal posting for the next couple of weeks as we attempt to put together our new and bigger place. Expect Christmas Tree like tantrums as I get frustrated at not being able to help as much as I'd like (the busiest time of the year at work is underway) and MuleBoy gets to do all the fun decorating stuff. There will be tears, there will be sighs but eventually it will all be over and we'll be able to go to Italy and sun ourselves and relax as work and moving related angst is swept aside.

In a byword to Herself, aw shucks!